Today's weather is beautiful. On my way to theatre class I rolled the windows down and turned off the air conditioning. Days like this are amazing.
I started Looking For Alaska. I haven't really been impressed so far. Maybe it's that I just finished The Book Thief and I'm still on a high of amazing writing, but it's probably all the language and references to sex and stuff. Call it more "realistic" if you want, or say I'm overreacting, but I have high standards, okay? After all, what goes in affects what comes out.
I decided to try An Abundance of Katherines next. So far it hasn't been much better.
Kind of a bummer, I was looking forward to reading John Green's books, being a nerdfighter and all.
Aaaaaah well. I guess I'll pick up So Long and Thanks For All the Fish and some cranberry apple juice and go outside to read. It's a nice day and Douglas Adams has a witty way with words. Sounds like a good late afternoon to me.
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noun
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